Greenacre 9
Where anything can happen and probably will
about
Category: Haiku
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Granddaughter (age 8): You have hair on your arm. Me: Yes. Granddaughter: Did it fall from your head?
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Drifting on through time Winter snow now turns to spring. New life is dawning.
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Springtime raindrops fall See the trees through misty glass Winter now is past
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Mountains floating high Gentle early morning mist Skims the peaceful lake
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Spring eternal comes New life grows through all the land Time to think ahead
Greenacre 9 